Distressed Poison Doctor

Luo Zhongting looked at everything in front of him and was extremely shocked.

When Tianle flew down slowly and smiled at him, he came back to his senses.

Holding Tianle's hand, he looked solemn: "Do you know that your eyes are purple?"

"My eyes are purple?" Tianle was startled.

"When you were promoted, your eyes glowed purple." Luo Zhongting said again.

"Isn't it scary? How could this be?" Tianle was no less shocked than Luo Zhongting.

"It's not scary, it's beautiful. However, in the future, your promotion can only be in the space, and people will know that you have purple eyes, which will be bad for you." Luo Zhongting tried his best to speak calmly, he was afraid that he would be frightened Tianle.

Next, Tianle's words made him worry, and Tianle said: "If my eyes were purple when I was promoted, then Yuwen Yanran, her maid, Murong Wenche and Zhuge Yunlang would all know about it."

"You know it if you know it. Just don't let others know it again." Luo Zhongting stretched out his hand, and gently brushed a strand of hair from Tianle's forehead behind her ear, took her hand, and returned to Prince Jin's Mansion.But in his heart, he was thinking that Yu Wenyan could not stay any longer.In order to protect his lover, he did not hesitate to stain his hands with blood.

Tianle insisted on going back to her clinic, but Luo Zhongting refused to keep her.

After Tianle was disappointed, she turned her mouth up and went back to the hospital.

As for Luo Zhongting, he went straight to the study in the west courtyard.

Outside, the master is holding a book and watching carefully by the candle.

"Master, did you know that Tianle has purple pupils?" Luo Zhongting went straight to the point, and with a flick of his sleeves, the plants, trees, mountains and rocks in front of the study were rearranged again.

Mr. Dongli put down the scroll, nodded, with a solemn expression: "She is a descendant of Jiaolong. It is recorded in the master's handbook that among the descendants of Jiaolong and the general, there have been no purple pupils in several generations. Purple pupils are born with the responsibility of protecting the demon world." mission."

"But she's not a demon." Luo Zhongting couldn't help but become agitated.She is just a warrior in the Purple Mystic Realm, how can she have the ability to protect the demon world?

"All things have life, and they are all things that gather spirits. Whether it is a human, a demon, or just an elf, all spirits gather together, and spirits disperse. Humans, compared to elves, only have an extra body. Tianle With purple pupils, you have such a mission. Everything has its origin. Compared with your mission of unifying the Jiuzhou Continent, it is actually easier for her to protect the demon world. Although fairies have supernatural powers, they are simple in mind. God Le has purple pupils, and she belongs to the incomparably honorable dragon clan, a monster from the demon world, she will not hurt her, but a human being, with ulterior motives!" Mr. Dongli spoke earnestly, stood up, patted Luo Zhongting on the shoulder, and said, "Why? The teacher is tired and went to bed."

Luo Zhongting quickly changed into his night clothes, put on a silver mask, held a space scroll, and arrived at the post house in a flash.

On the roof of Yuwen Yanran's house, he gently lifted a tile, and looked down at everything in the hall like a god of death.

The two maids are taking off Yuwen Yanran's burden, hair pins, headgear, earrings, rouge, wrist buckles, jewelry...

Yuwen Yanran was sitting upright like a god, cursing and cursing: "Tell me, what kind of luck did Tianle, that jerk, have? What pill spirit fruit?"

Without waiting for the maid to answer, she said angrily again: "I don't care if she has a magic weapon or some spiritual fruit, anyway, tomorrow, I will kill her. I want the emperor to kill her, the emperor is Cheng Xuan Master, killing her is as easy as crushing an ant."

"Princess, don't forget that His Royal Highness is preparing for the competition. He wants to marry Tianle back to our Yatu country to be a side concubine of the prince. At that time, she will become a princess." Your sister-in-law." The maid Bingdi carefully took off the necklace from Yuwen Yanran's neck while analyzing.

"Hmph. Let her dream. The emperor said that he would rather destroy what he can't get. As long as I convince the emperor that he has no chance of winning among the many suitors, he will definitely kill him." Tianle!" Yuwen Yanran sneered and raised the corners of her lips.It sounds like she still has some brains.

The maid closed her mouth, concentrated on removing all of Yuwen Yanran's jewelry, and began to remove her makeup again.Another maid took off Yuwen Yanran's coat.

A flash of silver light flashed, and a dagger exclusive to the Jiuzhou League was inserted into Yuwen Yanran's heart.Before she could yell out, she tilted her head and swallowed her breath, her death was ugly, her eyes were looking in the direction of the roof, obviously, she had sensed the direction of the crisis before she died.

"what--"

"Ah—help—princess, princess—"

The two maids were frightened and ran out.Immediately, two daggers flew over, and the two maids fell to the ground.

Yuwen Yanran slid on her back in the chair, her eyes were still fixed on the direction of the roof, unwilling to rest.The two maids also stared into terrified eyes, with indecent looks.

Yuwen Nankang in the next hall heard the movement and rushed over.When he saw the scene in the hall, he was stunned.His own sister was dead, with a pool of red blood on her chest, her eyes turned white.

"Yan Ran..." He walked over, with the last glimmer of hope in his heart.Embracing Yuwen Yanran's body, shaking and calling her name, "Yanran... Yanran, wake up, wake up..."

In this world, there will never be a willful and savage woman who said to him: "Brother, I want to marry Uncle Seventeen. Only he is worthy of me. I don't care, you have to help me."

"Brother Huang, good Brother Huang, I only like Uncle Seventeen."

"Brother, as long as you let me marry Uncle Seventeen, can I listen to you for everything?"

"Hmph, if you don't help me get married to the Seventeenth Emperor's Uncle, I'll go back and tell my father that you actually promised ten cities to marry a folk woman."

"It's five cities."

"I'd rather say ten."

"..."

"Yanran..." Yuwen Nankang hugged Yanran's body, mourning endlessly.His eyes only saw the dagger on Yanran's chest at this moment.

"Jiuzhou League—" The voice of gnashing teeth broke out from his mouth.On the top of the mountain not far away, the birds and beasts perched were frightened and ran around.

"Come here, go to the east of the city overnight to buy the best coffin." Yuwen Nankang ordered.

Immediately someone responded and left.

It's been a busy night.

In the superior coffin, Yu Wenyanran lost her life forever.

Under the coffin, the ever-burning lamp was flickering.

In front of the coffin was the mourning hall that had been tied up overnight. The white paper flowers were cold and deathly.

When entering the hall, several maidservants knelt on the ground, wearing white mourning clothes, burning round paper money, weeping.Inside the brazier, sparks flew.

Yuwen Nankang frowned, looked in the direction of the coffin, and gave an order: "Let's have fun!"

Then I saw the sound of knocking wooden fish in front of the mourning hall, and the drummer began to shake his neck vigorously and blow the trumpet.